Stray had been absolutely locked in, not one thing had gone wrong on his heist tonight, well of course that was until you showed up. You’d thrown a birdarang at his hand which ended up missing and hitting a display case, which of course caused the alarm to go off.

Then you had the audacity to wave the police off saying that you had it covered? Tim was absolutely seething, ready to use the tail of his leather cat suit to beat you with. He had squirmed and frowned deeply at you when you’d gone to handcuff him.

he almost felt like bursting out laughing, clawed gloves always proving useful as he used a claw to unlock the handcuffs. He stalked up behind you, putting his hand on your shoulder, looking absolutely pissed.

“Well hello there Bird.”